My karma just ran over your dogma.
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I can feel your pain.
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If everything is coming your way
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you're facing the wrong lane.
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Bullethead,
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bomb the moon until you're crazy dead.
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B-b-b-b-b-b-bullethead
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got a different kind of truth
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Bullethead,
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yes you are in danger.
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I drive just like you!
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How many roads must a man walk down
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before he admits he's lost.
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And do you really, really drive this way
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just to piss me off?
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Boldly going nowhere,
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trouble busting through.
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Yeah, I'm rolling slowly
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but I'm ahead of you.
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Bullethead,
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bomb the moon until you're crazy dead.
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B-b-b-b-b-b-bullethead
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got a different kind of truth
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Bullethead,
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yes you are in danger.
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I drive just like you!
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Well I'm a lovin' the horn baby.
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Well I'm a bullethead.
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Come-a, come-a, come-a, come on baby
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Well I'm a bullethead.
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Hurt me!
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[solo]
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Traffic is giving you trouble?
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I can feel your pain.
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No light at the end of the tunnel
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due to budget constraints.
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Some days you're the dog,
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some days you're the hydrant.
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If everything is going your way
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you're facing the wrong lane.
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Bullethead,
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bomb the moon until you're crazy dead.
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B-b-b-b-b-b-bullethead
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got a different kind of truth
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Bullethead,
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yes you are in danger.
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I drive just like you!
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Bullethead
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| Van Halen |
